Literally. My dad did that when I was still a baby. I was his first-born, the apple of Papa and Mama's eyes, so I was nicknamed Apple. My dad is not the type that easily gets angry. In fact, he seldom gets angry with us kids. A trait that my sister Didut has inherited. Very patient people, unlike me and my mom. So when he does gets angry, with just a simple (scary) stare, no questions asked -we obey in a jiffy.
On the 6th of this month, my Papa is turning 68. I would love to give him some cigars but it's not good for his health. I'll just think of another gift. His birthday is still a few days away so there's still plenty of time.
Happy Birthday, Papa!